Monday, April 27, 2009

Who would have thought?

Check out these t-shirts.

My favorite (of the ones I saw - there are pages of them!):

A poem on the back of this one:


Desolate paper
Mocks her
She is weary of searching
for words
to fill the pages.

Sterile sheets litter her past
the barren parchment
an endless reminder
that words
have failed her.

She dreamed of books
copious phrases
pressed between it's pages.

Yet, her manuscript remains
She can't articulate
the eloquent expressions
that haunt her empty heart.

How could words
have forsaken her?

She is a bard
designed to compose sinuous
A writer
destined to create
But her pen is parched;
vacuous volumes fill her

The bitter taste of failure
frequents faltering
Parched leafs fall
mocked by fluent tomes
Her defeat
recorded in blood.

The only thing worse
than a poet without words
Is a mother without a child.

~Patricia Gibson-Williams


Martha said...

This is beautiful. Thank you for sharing, especially the poem. Thank you also for your nice comment on my blog, I appreciate it!

Leah and Maya said...

cool shirts, Chandler said that on "friends" about Monica when he was trying to get the birth mom to choose them to adopt "she is a mother without a child" so terrible and true for too many of us for so long.

battynurse said...

Beautiful poem.

Irish Girl said...

I love the first tshirt!! :-)